Crossing the line

Chapter 28 Deliberate
"I don't care what your last name is." Yun Yuwan never thought that someone with the last name Jiang would almost go on a blind date with her. She spoke to the driver angrily, "Uncle Li, drive. Let's go home."

The driver quickly backed off and took a detour.

Jiang Yingyu looked at the girl's dialog box on his phone and felt that it was a bit childish, but not annoying.

A little girl.

He smiled and put his phone away.

Yun Yuwan returned home feeling bad. Not only did she not get the response from her brother that she had imagined, but the button of her jeans broke, and there was also a frivolous guy.

And the other side.

When the butler came to deliver cigars to Jiang Jianqing and Wen Yangzhi, Wen Yangzhi told the butler:
"Prepare another pair of women's slippers."

"Okay." The butler responded.

Jiang Jianqing seemed to be thinking about something.

Not long after, guests arrived.

The servant led the guest in and helped him change his shoes.

Zhou Fei, wearing a neatly tailored light apricot silk long dress with a large lapel, appeared before him.

Her looks are not particularly stunning, but she has a neat and intellectual temperament. Even if her face is slightly delicate, she is still considered a beauty.

Jiang Jianqing had seen her photo before. In the group photo of a group of bank people, she stood out, not only because she was a woman, but also because she held a high position at a young age.

A true meat eater.

He stood up, greeted politely, and extended his hand: "President Zhou, I have heard of your name for a long time."

Zhou Fei extended his hand generously: "Mr. Jiang, we will have many opportunities to meet in the future."

Jiang Jianqing didn't think about it and said gently: "Of course, you guys chat, I'll go back first."

Sometimes, as an outsider, he may not be able to understand the bank's business.

Zhou Fei smiled lightly: "Okay, Mr. Jiang, take care."

After Jiang Jianqing left, Zhou Fei sat down and Wen Yangzhi leaned against the back of the sofa, quietly waiting for the Cohiba Behike cigar on the ashtray to burn out, without smoking or making a sound.

His thick, broad eyebrows are deep and no one knows what he is thinking.

Zhou Fei didn't say anything either, just stayed with him quietly.

Only he could afford to waste three thousand dollars on a cigar.

After a long while, the last bit of cigar ash fell into the ashtray. She seized the opportunity and said with a mixture of anger and joy:

"Director Wen hasn't given me my appointment letter yet."

The two words "Dr. Wen" sound quite ambiguous.

The two were senior and junior brothers and sisters from the same department and had known each other for a long time, so Wen Yangzhi was aware of her abilities.

Wen Yangzhi didn't look at her. He raised his hand, held the white porcelain cup, and took a sip. The tea was slightly cold, but it made him feel sober.

The documents are in his room.

He just said coldly: "Wait."

She smiled: "Okay."

Wen Yangzhi originally wanted to ask the servant to get it, but then he remembered something and stood up.

Zhou Fei looked at his tall and slender back, which was full of the aura of a superior. But as a man, he was also attractive enough.

He is too powerful, too rich, has a prominent position, and has a classy appearance and temperament, which makes women want to give it a try even though they know they are throwing themselves at a fire.

It was just a little too cold, and he treated her in a completely businesslike manner.

Wen Yangzhi entered the room, but there was no change in the room, and Yun Yuwan did not act strangely.

He walked to the table, opened the drawer to get the documents, but found that the bouquet of flowers on the bedside table had been completely recut.

It's not that there is no change.

A bunch of flowers that were originally casually placed in a white porcelain vase were taken out and recut.

Inserted into his bamboo tube which was originally a pen holder.

The scissors were placed aside and the trimmed flowers and leaves were in the trash can.

The misty asparagus grass stretched out, the double-petaled chrysanthemum was the main flower adorning the bamboo tube mouth, and a few orchids were drooping freely, combining simplicity, sadness and tenderness. A bronze violet seal button was placed on the branch.

It is the same color as the bamboo tube, as if it were originally part of the painting.

The amount of white space is just right.

So that it looked like her buttons falling off were intentional rather than a embarrassment.

If you take away this button, the whole picture will be unbalanced.

A vivid landscape painting, clearly the same flowers, but by simply cutting off a few branches to simplify and redistributing the space for placement, can it immediately become breathtakingly beautiful.

Master-level floral construction.

Wen Yangzhi knew the level of this work at just one glance.

At the age of seventeen, he applied to art schools in the United States.

However, the art portfolio he used to apply for school was torn up by his father on the eve of the application.

The son of the Wen family has only one way to go.
That means doing business.

No matter how vivid the fifteen paintings in the art portfolio are, from sketches to watercolors to Chinese paintings, from sculptures to photography, they are all the result of his hard work accumulated bit by bit.

The father tore it up without hesitation.

Since then, he hasn't picked up a paintbrush for ten years.

Now someone is in his room, re-cutting a piece of art.

Only one person has such courage.

He has climbed over thousands of mountains that he had no chance to climb, and stood at a height that he would never be able to reach.

It should be a mockery, a show-off, or a seduction.

He knew that she had something that he didn't have and was always eager to get.

He held the appointment letter and looked at the work quietly.

On the other side, Yun Yuwan was racking his brains and couldn't figure it out.

He appeared at the entrance of Lin Chu Hotel in the middle of the night like a ghost.

Lin Chu heard the doorbell ring and was startled when he opened the door. He shouted "Ghost!" but Yun Yuwan covered his mouth with his hand and said, "Don't shout, it's me."

The door slammed shut.

Lin Chuyu was still in shock: "Why are you hanging around the door in white clothes?"

"Let's not talk about this. I was frustrated today." Yun Yuwan looked like a lop-eared puppy.

Lin Chu held his forehead with his hand: "Here we go again, you really don't know how to fall in love."

"I just feel unsure, and a lot of bad things happened to me today. It's terrible."

Lin Chu was happy: "Speaking out makes me happy. I failed to get a movie cake today, and I was looking for something fun to adjust my mood."

Yun Yuwan glared at her and started talking about the purple Phalaenopsis orchid, especially complaining about the man she met in the French restaurant.

But Lin Chu immediately said: "Show me that man's WeChat."

Yun Yuwan: "..."

She took out her cell phone, opened it and threw it to Lin Chu.

Lin Chu immediately opened the other person's circle of friends and read it for ten minutes, then slapped his thigh and said, "Fuck, this is top-notch. If you don't want it, just give it to me."

Yun Yuwan: "...You want everything. Are you that hungry?"

Lin Chu's eyes widened: "Do you think this handsome guy looks like a married man? He is relaxed and cool, but his expression is gentle and kind, which makes people want to mess with him."

"Forget it." Yun Yuwan lay down on her bed.

Lin Chu was still flipping through the pages: "Fuck, this guy is so sexy, undergraduate law, master's in piano, look at his skiing and surfing photos, he's so hot, that body, that face! Why doesn't he become an internet celebrity?"

Yun Yuwan has nothing to live for, and she expresses her resentment towards her friend for not understanding her and being obsessed with her: "You are my creditor now, stop yelling."

"What creditor? This guy must be interested in you. Would he need your money for car repairs if he drives a Brabus?" Lin Chuchaba looked at her.

Lin Chu took Yun Yuwan's phone and pointed at the photo of the man leaning casually against the car: "This Brabus costs more than 10 million."

(End of this chapter)